#+SETUPFILE: ../../../template/level-2.org
#+TITLE: Session 35 - Fishing for Fishing Boats
#+DATE: <2021-03-01 Mon 00:00>
#+AUTHOR: vaeringjar
#+EMAIL: vaeringjar@land
#+DESCRIPTION: SPOILERS! Log dump from session 35.
#+KEYWORDS: iina ttrpg


* 2021-02-21

I started going through old recaps. I have fixed the session numbering
and have stub entries for everything. This wraps up consolidating my
electronic files. Now I just have two paper notebooks to go through
for the last few months.


* 2021-02-22

We met to talk, though we did not play. We decided to continue
playing, even though some folks had come and gone. Thus, Session 35
will get pushed back a week or so.


* Recap 2021-03-01

The group found themselves in the washroom of the Fenris Pub, deep
within the Marine Arcology of Whittier, Alaska. A few at a time,
Denzen first, they exited into a timeless pub lost somewhere in the
20th century amidst all sorts of anti-US and anti-Canadian
propaganda. And at the bar, they looked to find Billy Ehm Gruff
getting completely wasted on shots, still devastated from the loss of
a meaningful and fulfilling job with Askkon Inc. Someone in the group
certainly still has Billy's stolen access badge, somewhere on their
person. Hopefully the authorities never find it.

But within moments of Ardric and Charles noticing the drunk office
worker, a young male human dressed mostly in dark clothes slapped some
cuffs on Billy. Denzen popped in at just that moment. Turns out the
two of them knew each other from some previous job. In a series of
awkward introductions and drinking Big Mac finally left the washroom
(maybe after some needed privacy) and picked up the now inebriated
Billy. "Where to?"

Seems like most of the party took some drinks to-go, completely legal
in the arcology. The party then left for the main corridor, which for
those of us without experience or the privilege of visiting an
arcology, looked something like the inside of a large shopping
mall. Large artificial lights beamed down from the ceiling, giving no
indication of the time of day. Drones whizzed this way and that with
parcels. And directly across the way from the Fenris Pub lay the
nearby post office, presumably the location of Doctor Vance's stash
mentioned in the recording left for Chief Tony.

Denzen took Big Mac took Billy to Garra's, Agent Smithereen's contact,
to get information and collect any bounties. The rest of the group
went to the post office. Locals call it the APOD.

Vince tagged along with Ardric and Charles. Upon investigation in the
room full of brushed steel lock-boxes, they used the comlink found
with Doctor Vance's body and it AR-highlighted the lock-box. While
Ardric tried to figure out the PIN, Charles remembered, probably a
little grenade told him. Inside they found:

- One steel flask of 195 proof alcohol
- Alaskan issued comlink
- Burner comlink w/ one one-way ticket via train and airship back to
  Seattle
- One suit of cold weather gear
- Medkit w/ 4 uses
- Compact yeast-based ration pak, 5 meals

And upon closer inspection, Vince found a piece of M-Paper, his first
one. Ardric and Charles warned him to be careful with it until they
could find out what it did.

By complete coincidence, Aran Nanoq strolled into the APOD. He locked
the door from the inside to give a secure discussion. "Ah yes, Dorian,
Roach, and Bilbo... where's Bilbo?" Aran agreed to pay as soon as he
scouted Silvertower. Ardric handed him a burner with transfer details
for the 100k payment...

After some quick shopping, especially for Charles who had been barfed
on and incinerated twice, everyone had new clothes. They returned to
Garra's Harold St Pub on Harbor Rd to meet up with Denzen. It happened
to be a rather rowdy evening, being near the end of the fishing
season. Everyone went upstairs to the rooms and conspiracy theorized
about whether any of the fish these days were real or not, just
soy-based clones, printed in farms... Denzen split Billy's bounty with
Vince and handed over all of his mission-related evidence. "We've been
compromised and we need to split up. I'll take Big Mac back to Seattle
on the early airship out of Anchorage. The rest of you, take the case
back via a chartered sub. Harold's Folly, Captain Harold."

Ardric started to feel sentimental and told Denzen to stay safe,
handed over a burner phone, and headed down to the bar to drink a
bottle of top shelf something or other.

"Sub leaves at 7:00 am sharp!"

The next morning, Ardric, Charles, and Vince woke up around 6am. A
storm had rolled in. They huffed it to the docks to catch the sub, but
were ambushed by Gary, the bounty hunter after Gavin. Three versus
five, surrounded. Charles pulled out a frag grenade like a kid with a
sugar-enriched juicebox. But instead of escalating, Charles kept them
back while Ardric negotiated a 5k payoff for killing Gavin, which
apparently had some monetarily detrimental effects for Gary and
co. Ardric handed over another one of his many burner phones and Gary
and the rest disappeared. Were they holograms or not?!

6:45, the group dashed for the sub. On the deck a very short, old,
female dwarf waved at them to hurry themselves up, Captain Harold
herself. Inside the sub, the air smelled of burning and pine
air-freshener. Ardric sent out one last message: "AS, thanks for the
coffin!"

Captain Harold ushered the group into the galley. The group was
surprised to find out she was an android. And they didn't see another
body, android or not. The captain returned to operations and the group
sat around. And sat around. After a couple hours, the storm passed and
they rose back to periscope depth. They sat around more. Until they
started to get bored. Then around 9:45 pm, they hit something, or
something hit them. The group scurried to the operations room where,
as the sub surfaced, they saw a fire on the shore in the distance, and
a series of fishing boats going away from it.
